Okay, so...here's a list of who I thought everyone would(should) be played by! (and if they were all miraculously around the same age)

Mavis(Mark): Zooey Deschanel

Rachel(Roger): Jenette Mcurdy (NO JUDGING)

Carol(Collins): LaChanze

Angel: Wilson Jermain Heredia

Manson: John Barrowman (Again, NO JUDGING!)

Jackson: Derek Williams

Allison: Brittany Snow

And now, ON WITH THE SHOW!

A few minutes later, Mavis and Carol walked through the door; each carrying a brown paper shopping bag, and followed by someone that Rachel had never seen before.

Carol took the bags and set them down on the table, before walking over and giving Rachel a hug.

"Hey, girl. See you still haven't left the house."

"I was waiting for you. Surprise."

Carol scoffed, before pulling a box out of one of the bags and tossing it to Rachel.

The blonde caught it, grinning.

"Captain Crunch. You remembered!"

"No shit I remembered! You think I was gonna forget about my girls?"

Mavis, who had long since forgotten about the food, was sitting on the table next to Rachel, adjusting the lens of her camera. She looked up, starting to record.

"Hey Carol! Smile for the camera!"

Carol rolled her eyes, before pulling a bottle of Stoli and three paper cups out of one of the bags.

"Merry Christmas, Bitches!"

Rachel's jaw dropped, as Carol opened the bottle and pouring her a cup.

"How the heck did you swing this?"

" I didn't. It was all thanks to my girl Angel here." Carol said, leaning in and kissing the new woman.

"Mavis, Rachel, meet the lovely Angel Dumott Schunard."

Rachel turned her camera on Angel, who struck a pose and blew a kiss in the direction of the camera.

Mavis laughed, keeping the film rolling.

Rachel squinted, taking a sip from her cup of Stoli and leaning against the wall.

"Soo…how'd you two lovebirds meet?"

Angel wrapped her arms around the philosopher's neck.

"I was walking down Avenue C one night when I found her wandering along the street, drunk as a skunk. I took her back to my place and…well, we hit it off."

Carol blushed, shaking her head to try and convince them otherwise.

Rachel laughed.

"Sounds about right."

Carol shot her a dirty look, and Angel rolled her eyes in the direction of Mavis's camera; which was still rolling.

The lights flickered, and Mavis looked up from her camera.

"…What the?'

And then, the lights went out.

"Fuck!" Rachel mumbled, crumpling her paper cup and throwing it across the loft

Carol, who was holding the Stoli, laughed and took a swig from the bottle.

"Happy Birthday Jesus."